He doesn't belong here, so he wants to go back.
He met him at the wrong time and place, but the trajectory of his fate did not change.
He thought that there was only cooperation between them for profit, and even as a friend of Slytherin, they should not have such a result.
He stubbornly put his hands behind his back, but there was still a fool who stretched out his hands again and again to him who refused.
He knew that he was burdened with a curse, so he sealed his love heart tightly. However, he who should have cared about the curse the most was the first to break through the ice.
This is a world full of silk webs. They are both tireless spiders and butterflies, constantly weaving their own webs, and constantly trying to break out of each other's webs. They are exhausted, but still have no regrets.
No one knows what the final outcome will be, but they have a vague feeling that this time, it may really be a fight to the death...
There's no hiding from it, no one.